Boogerball

Slowly, but surely, the Killer Nose clumsily wobbled across the kitchen floor towards Jamison. Instinct told him to climb up on the kitchen sink, but the frantic detective soon realized he was still vulnerable. Jamison pointed his pistol at the Nose hoping to land a fatal bullet. In an instant, the creature reared back on its haunches and spurted out a gargantuan nugget! The immense boogerball shot out of the nasal cannon and enveloped Jamison's entire hand and firearm, rendering them both useless.

Hey Bwian, if I had wanted to talk to somebody with your IQ, I would be at the supermarket talking to the produce. Why don't you go back to doing what you do best; picking your nose and making boogerballs for your mucous collection.

You ate hot lunch if you were the kid with the mustache or the boy who picked his nose, rolled a boogerball, then flung it across the room, adding machine-gun sound effects.